Bear Mental Health My Dating Life NSFW / Sex True Tales 

Wandering Hands

I have a question: If my boyfriend is that disinterested in sex that we’re not having any of it [again], how come I keep waking up in the middle of the night with his hands down my pants?  Last night, for example. This morning, actually. 4:38 am, according to the clock. I found myself risen from my slumber, still in the dark, roused by something that was nice and annoying all at once. It took me a few moments to work out what it was: Bear’s hands. Bear’s hands rubbing…

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Big Love My Dating Life NSFW / Sex True Tales 

A Blast of a Third Date

“Get down on the ground!” I watched him fall to the floor, not quite knowing what to do. There was a lot of commotion around me, but the alarm hadn’t gone off yet. That was usually the first thing to alert us to the danger — loud, repetitive, and every bit as frightening as the event it was used to signify. “Get down on the ground!” he shouted at me again. I still had the strange, whistling sound we’d just heard in my head, replaying over and over and drowning…

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NSFW / Sex True Tales 

Two, Maybe Three Times

“Babe, I’ll be back in a bit. Just getting dinner stuff. Love you!” As soon as I hear the door shut I spring into action, starting by turning the TV down so I can hear if he comes back sooner than expected. I then throw myself on the bed and reach into the bottom drawer of the cabinet, floating my hands over the array of toys staring back at me. Which one should I pick today? If he’s only getting dinner stuff, I’ve probably got around 15 minutes before he…

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My Dating Life NSFW / Sex The Lapdog True Tales 

Harder

[#NSFW] Soooooo, do you remember a blog post I shared a little while ago called I Miss My Twenties? Well, it seems that if you talk about ’em, they’ll pop up. And pop up he did … This blog post is dedicated to him. ***** You always seem to message me on Saturday nights. I’m guessing that’s because Saturday night was always our night. Everyone else would be out partying, but not us. We’d be sat in your car somewhere, talking shit, kissing, touching, listening to music. I’m listening to…

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Bear My Dating Life NSFW / Sex True Tales 

Anal FOMO: My 30-Something Anal Crisis

  It’s been 17 months. That’s how long Bear and I have been together. Something like that. He keeps count more meticulously than I do. I’m useless with dates. I’m useless with most things that are important, especially as far as numbers are concerned. 17 months doesn’t sound like that long when you think about it. At the same time, it’s the longest time in the world. We moved in together way too early — around the six-month mark — but I wouldn’t say it hindered us at all. It…

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Bear My Dating Life NSFW / Sex True Tales 

Intimacy, But Not Sex.

  You know, I quite liked fucking your pretty little mouth last night.  Sometimes, Bear says the most explicit of things at the most innocent of times. Like when I’m the kitchen making chips. Homemade chips. I can’t stand oven chips. I make my own, first peeling them, then boiling them for exactly 8 minutes, straining them and slightly fluffing them up a bit in the colander so that they have that lovely crispiness around the edges. Then I toss them in oil mixed with some salt and pepper, maybe…

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Bear My Dating Life NSFW / Sex True Tales 

Top 100 Sex Blog 2017 – Sixth! (Also: Nipple Sticks)

  What a bloody wonderful surprise to check my Twitter one day and come across this absolute beaut:   No. 6 this year (and I am starting to feel like a DJ here) is @notsosexintheci #top100sexblogs2017 https://t.co/4FIc0Hw3Ew — Molly (@Mollysdailykiss) December 2, 2017 Firstly, thank you so much! It’s an honour to come sixth! SIXTH! Secondly, I feel like a bloody fraud. I barely have sex these days, let alone write about it, but I’m working on it. (I promise I’m working on it.) That Tweet and award came at…

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